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BRISTOL
“YOUR CLIENT APPEARS TO BE LATE.”
I glance from the pasty face across the table to my phone, noting the
time. This guy could use some of our LA sun before he goes back to New
York, though it is summer there, too. Maybe he just doesn’t get out much.
“A little late,” I tell Kevin, the rep from Barrow Publishing. “But he’ll
be here.”
“Our team’s excited about the possibility of working with Grip.” Kevin
gestures with his fork wrapped in angel hair pasta. “He’ll be great for our
urban imprint.”
“Your urban imprint?” My own fork is halfway to my mouth, but I place
it back down in the bowl of my half-eaten salad. “Why would you think
that?”
“Well, he is a hip-hop artist.” Kevin shrugs and chews his pasta. “Seems
like the reasonable placement.”
“He’s also the guy whose debut album went double platinum and who
sold out the largest venues across three continents while headlining his first
world tour.” I challenge him with one lifted brow. “You don’t get numbers
like that reaching a niche demographic. Grip has proven global appeal and
would be best placed with your flagship imprint.”
“We’ll see.” Skepticism colors Kevin’s otherwise pale face.
“Oh, I know, because I won’t settle for anything less.” I spear a
cucumber with my fork and him with a glance sharpened to a fine point.
“Charisma knew that when she approached me with this offer.”
My friend Charisma and I went to high school together and were
roommates at Columbia. She’s now a powerful editor at a huge publishing
company. I would much prefer lunch with her instead of this junior editor,
but her schedule didn’t allow for that.
My phone dings with a text on the table.
“Excuse me.” I grab the phone to check the incoming text.
Grip: Hey babe. Sorry. About to get on the road.
Me: ETA?
Grip: Huh? Is that dyslexic for eat? LOL
Despite my irritation that I have to spend more time alone with this sundeprived dickhead, my lips twitch.
Me: Estimated time of arrival, smartass.
Grip: Like 10, but if you send me a tit pic, I might be able to shave a
couple min off.
I shake my head and lose the battle with my lips, surrendering a wide
grin. I try to ignore dickhead’s eyes on the tits in question. This guy is a bit
of a lecher; I’ll have to ask Charisma what she was thinking sending him.
Me: Not funny. Get here so we can be done with this.
Grip: I’m coming, but you know I come faster when you show me your
tits.
I walked right into that one. I don’t bother responding, instead setting
the phone down and turning my attention back to Kevin the lecher.
“That was Grip.” I wait for his eyes to lift from nipple level. “He got
held up at his previous appointment, but he’s en route.”
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